Toadally Nostalgic

It all started when I met up with an old friend (not that you're old, Chels...cause if you are, I am) We spent the afternoon looking at what we affectionately renamed "the ribbit xhibit".

Then, we stopped under some shade trees for a snack.

And, out on the lawn, Chelsea made a seemingly innocent passing remark about me needing to join Facebook...Well, I've been stuck there ever since. I'm finding all kinds of long-lost friends.


  1. Thanks! It's good to bump into you again. I can't remember how we lost touch in the first place. . .

    I'd like to find a mentor too. It'd be so nice to know what I'm doing and know how to improve!